His Little Bird Novels & Stories

For three years, I was Damian's pampered little bird. People said I had nothing but my looks. His sister claimed if I left the Family, I wouldn't survive three days alone. I never took comments like that seriously. After all, my father was the Don of Sicily's oldest and most powerful Family, so I'd heard people underestimate me since childhood. Three years ago, I left my own Family just to be with Damian. With him, I didn't have to watch anyone's mood or clean up anyone's messes. No one cared how much I spent, and every morning I woke to another eight-figure deposit to spend as I pleased. My biggest problem was that before I could finish spending, the interest came in and ruined the nice rou

This made Iris smile at the sudden singing of the bird in its little boxed house "There you are little birdy, are you well enough now? You know I'm a good healer, right? Just kidding but seeing you all well now made my heart feel at ease. I should call you, Ellie from now on" Iris talked to the little bird, in the clothed box chirping, looking at her way. It was now twinkling its eyes as it agrees to its name "Okay, it seems like you've agreed to it. Ellie seems like a cute name after all," she said caressing Ellie's little face as it snuggled closer to her fingers. That gesture only made her smile grew wider

However, he kept on looking at it. He heaved a deep sigh and blurted the questions that made him upset. "Mommy, why is that bird flying all alone? Does he have a parent?" Little Konan asked cause he was having a vague feeling. He was just a seven-year-old back there, sitting on the bench with his mother on his side. His round doe eyes are focused on a certain bird, flying with his beautiful wings under the ocean clouds.

Isaac blurted out, I nodded and wipe Leira's sweats on her forehead and her back. "Honey, you don't need to run," I whispered, she giggled and looked at me. "Moma! look at what I found!" She said excitedly as she extends her hands, opened her palms, and show me what she found, a close pink-colored clam I croaked my neck to the side as I pretended to look amazed by what she found.

Thinking that it might got lost and entered the cavern by mistake just like them, Niccoli tried to approach the small bird. "Come on little birdy, don't be scared. We will get you out of here." But before Niccoli could come closer, the adorable fluffy bird, surprising breaths out a fire! "The heck!" Niccoli and the rest of his friends was surprised to see it too. Thankfully, the fire that the tiny creature emitted was not enough to graze Niccoli. The adorable, fluffy white bird had its nose flaring and smoke was puffing from its mouth. "Who are you calling little birdy????! I won't let your filthy hands touch me! Get away from me!!!"

“I’m going to show it to Daddy.” “Okay, darling. I will be there in a few.” “Bye, Mommy!” I ran back out of the field. There was a big tall tree. Under it was a small red bird that looked like it had broken its wing. The other was flapping, but it couldn’t fly. “Hey, little birdy. What happened to you?” I tried to pick it up, holding its tiny body. “Are you hurt?”

“Aw, come on Tigress. Are you still mad about that little thing with Lucille?” I stared at him. How he was able to talk like he hadn’t almost shattered my heart with that ‘little’ stunt of his was beyond me. “It’s not a big deal, I promise. Besides, it’s not like you’re willing to give me any.” My mouth fell open as I gaped at him in shock. “Wha─ So that…” I sputtered for a moment, anger robbing me of my words before I snapped my mouth short and decided he wasn’t even worth the emotion or response.

Hunter says and I gave him a glare. "I don't know what that word means," I lied. "How about we all get some coffee? And get to talking?" Logan asks, I love the coffee, I know it's mostly milk but it tastes good. "Okay," I say with a giant pout on my face. We took a seat in the living room, and they made me sit facing them, I looked at them with the same pouting face. "As William has explained being a little means being a lot younger than what you are now, it's a new way to live your childhood all over again, and it's a good chance to have a better life," Hunter starts.

While trying to finish up the third book, I felt him touching my bréàst. "Look who's hungry." I pinched his tiny nose and proceeded to feed him. He grabbed hold of my bréàst and sucked the milk like it was his last meal. I found it cute and I couldn't stop staring. I couldn't believe that one year ago, I tried to get rid of this little angel if not for Devin's advice. I hope the heavens have forgiven me for ever dreaming such. He was a bundle of joy and I didn't think I'd ever be happy if anything was to happen to him.

she said pouting. "Hahaha! Of course, no!" This is really what Clyde is saying to his cousin. I’m happy with the fact that if Alexandria speaks, she's seem a teenager. She's only 6 years old yet her way of speaking doesn't fit her age. Twaine's Point of View :